' attention. They remembered that Shen Yian and Gu Cheng had also been together for three years.These high heels must be from Gu Cheng.Even though she's married, she still can't bear to part with thin...Song Lin had expected to see a messy house, but instead he was met with a faint scent of lemon.

In the entrance hall, men's and women's shoes are arranged very neatly.

The rest of the room was also spotless and free from dust, as if all the chaos had never happened.

If he hadn't seen Xu Da's photos, he would have begun to doubt that this wasn't his house.

Shen Yian actually cleaned up everything.

At this moment, the bedroom door creaked open and Shen Yian emerged wrapped in a towel. His slender figure shimmered into Song Lin's gaze.

Her half-dry hair stuck to her flushed cheeks, creating a tenderness that couldn't be described. It was far more beautiful than her usual neat and tidy hairstyle.

Water droplets rolled down her shoulders, making her skin sparkle. Her straight, snow-white legs were a delicate pink at the knees from the hot bath, making them extra alluring.

Song Lin took a breath and narrowed his eyes.

Shen Yi'an was tilting his head and wiping his hair when he noticed the unfamiliar gaze and looked up.

Their eyes met, and she nervously clutched her towel tighter.

Didn't Aunt Mo say that Song Lin wouldn't come back if he worked overtime too late

She's just too tired to bother changing out of her clothes, that's all. It just happened to work out this way.

"You, you're back"

"I thought you had left. I didn't expect you to be so impatient."

Song Lin retracted his gaze, turned around and poured himself a glass of water. His voice was still as cold as ever, even with a touch of disdain.

Saying that, he glanced at the master bedroom behind Shen Yian, which was his room.

Shen Yi followed his gaze to the master bedroom and immediately understood his misunderstanding.

"Mr. Song..."

"Shen Yian, we both should know this marriage is a matter of mutual benefit, so don't push your advantage."

Song Lin bit down hard on the last four words.

Shen Yian was already a bit embarrassed, and being misunderstood by Song Lin as wanting to seduce him made him even more ashamed.

She took a deep breath and looked at Song Lin, just about to speak when she was interrupted by the sound of Song Lin slamming his cup down.

After warning him, Song Lin went toward the study. "Put on your clothes."

"Wait!" Shen Yi'an called out to Song Lin, calmly saying, "Mr. Song is right, we each need what the other has. Since that's the case, if you don't want me to move in, you can simply refuse Aunt Mo's offer. There's no need to do all these pointless things."

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Song Lin stopped and looked at Shen Yian with a puzzled expression.

Shen Yian pointed to the entrance hall: "Look at Mr. Song, he seems normal. I didn't expect him to have a size difference in his feet. Three centimeters apart is something I've never seen before. Do you need me to accompany you to the hospital"

Song Lin was taken aback. He cursed Xu Da in his heart, thinking he was getting worse and worse at his job. How could he make such a low-level mistake

First, I thought you wouldn't be back so late. Second, the shower in the guest bathroom is broken. I cleaned for three whole hours and am covered in all sorts of smells. I could only take a shower in your bathroom. Is there a problem with that If so, I apologize. If you find it understandable, please give me three minutes.

"Three minutes" Song Lin countered.

"Just a moment."

Shen Yian turned and ran into the guest room, putting on his underwear and nightgown within a minute. He then picked up the documents prepared in advance from the bedside table.

From the moment she found the house in a mess, purposefully so, she had other plans.

She originally planned to have Song Lin review the document tomorrow, but since things have come to this point, it's better to resolve it sooner rather than later.

Back in the living room, she handed the documents to Song Lin.

Song Lin stared at her outfit for a few seconds before shifting his gaze to the document. Upon seeing the contents, a rare change came over his expression.

"Cohabitation Agreement"

"Yes, Mr. Song, even without you saying anything, I can tell you are not satisfied with me. You married me just to make Aunt Mo feel at ease. I am also grateful for Aunt Mo's affection for me, so since Aunt Mo insists on us living together, let's coexist peacefully. When the time is right and you want to separate, I will definitely not pester you. I have written down all the details of our future living arrangements. Take a look and see if there is anything else you need to add"

Shen Yian handed the pen.

Song Lin didn't take the pen, he just suspiciously flipped through the agreement. Most of the content was as Shen Yian said, coordinating daily life after marriage, with almost nothing about finances. There was only one clause that surprised him very much.

At the time of divorce, voluntarily waive property division.

A gold-digger won't even take money

Song Lin said coldly, "What game are you playing Do you think I'll believe you"

Shen Yian frowned seriously and said, "If you don't believe me, we can go to a notary. Sign here."

Hearing this, Song Lin couldn't help but take another look at her. So far, she was the first woman who couldn't wait to draw a line between them.

Okay, that's fine. It'll save me trouble later.

Song Lin took the pen and signed his name.

After seeing him sign, Shen Yian also signed without hesitation. After signing, she picked it up to check if there were any omissions.

Perhaps she was looking too intently, so much so that the water dripping from her hair spread on her nightgown without her noticing.

Just as she looked up and said it was fine, a coat smelling of tobacco was thrown onto her.

She was a little dazed and when she looked down at her coat, she realized that the nightgown on her chest was completely soaked.

The silk pajamas were comfortable, but when they got wet, they stuck to her body. Not only did this expose her shape, but it also revealed the color of her skin and underwear.

Shen Yian anxiously wrapped himself in his coat, his cheeks flushed red as if they were about to bleed.

She cautiously looked at Song Lin, discovering he had already turned his back to her and stood.

She stared at his back, as cold and indifferent as always, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

A man like Song Lin should never be short of women. She's so ordinary, he wouldn't even bother looking at her.

Although he was repelled by her, he remained a gentleman and didn't make her feel uncomfortable or comment on her body.

It shouldn't be too torturous to live under the same roof as someone like that.

On the contrary, when he was with Gu Cheng before, he always pointed out her figure, making her feel a little inferior.

So she dressed very loosely for both work and life, later Gu Cheng tried to get close to her several times, but she rejected him out of fear that he would see her figure.

It's just as well that I didn't do anything with him, otherwise she would be even more sick now.

Shen Yi'an put on her coat, and in an instant, she was enveloped by Song Lin's cold aura. Every inch of skin that touched the fabric began to burn.

She tugged at her collar, the faint scent of tobacco clinging to it, filling her nose and clouding her thoughts, as if a thin mist had obscured her vision, making the man before her unclear.

Realizing her thoughts were scattered, she immediately lowered her head.

"Thank you, I'm going back to my room now. By the way, I'm staying in the guest room. Good night."

Shen Yi said something nonsensical, then pressed his wide sleeves and swiftly ran past Song Lin.

"Shen Yi'an, you went the wrong way." Song Lin reminded coldly.

"Sorry, I'm not really familiar with that. Good night." Her face turned even redder.

"...."

Song Rin remained still for a long time, until Shen Yi'an's long hair slipped from his arm, the tingling sensation sending a jolt through him like an electric shock, pulling him back from the visual impact.

When he turned back, Shen Yian had already returned to his room, leaving only a faint scent of shampoo in the air.

Shen Yian always appears in a manner that suggests he is old and out of touch.

It seems like she's not particularly attractive at first glance, but...her figure is actually really good.

Compared to a bathrobe that directly shows off, a nightgown's suggestive concealment creates a more powerful impact.

A veil of warmth hung about Shen Yian's fair skin, casting a halo in the light. Though her long nightgown should have concealed everything, the dampness outlined her curves and contours.

Although it was fleeting, Song Lin still messed up.

He didn't want to pay attention to Shen Yian, but every time she appeared, there would be inexplicable situations following her, making it impossible for him to ignore her.

Could she have done it on purpose

But her panic just now didn't seem like acting at all.

When hesitant, Shen Yian's door opened again.

Song Lin's eyes turned cold. Look, she was just pretending to be innocent. In the end, her tactics were the same as those women who approached him, playing hard to get.u... how dare you say someone's wine was spiked They're a foreigner, highly educated, and the vice president of their company. Why would they stoop to that level Are you kidding me It's not like you h...